Jiang Bei looked into Chen Shanmu's eyes and asked, "Why did you save me?"
"Why did I save you?"
Chen Shanmu froze, clearly not expecting Jiang Bei to ask such a question. He then said, "The disciples of our Alchemy Hall all refine pills. Refining pills is more or less like saving people. Though we aren't physicians, we should count as half of one, right? A healer has a benevolent heart. Since I happened to come across you, how could I stand by and watch you die?"
Hearing this, Jiang Bei's heart stirred as he gazed deeply into Chen Shanmu's eyes.
What pure eyes—without the slightest impurity, without scheming, without coldness.
The other man's aura was actually far from weak; he possessed the strength of the Half-Step Tripod-Asking Realm. Yet he was so pure-hearted. That was truly rare.
Moreover, Jiang Bei had gained an initial understanding of the Myriad Phenomena Star System. Even an ordinary disciple from a sect's Alchemy Hall possessed the strength of the Half-Step Tripod-Asking Realm. The Myriad Phenomena Star System truly was powerful. Xuanyuan Wentian had not been wrong—the Dongxuan Star System was still too small.
There were always greater people beyond people, and greater heavens beyond heaven.
There were simply too many powerhouses in the Great Thousand Universe.
The Tripod-Asking Realm truly amounted to nothing.
Right now, he indeed had nowhere to go and needed a place to recover from his injuries.
And once his injuries had healed, he needed to find a way to improve his strength. Whether it was searching for Gold Coins or returning to the Dongxuan Star System for revenge, both required powerful strength to support him.
He had no idea how strong Xuanyuan Wentian truly was, but that man was definitely not someone he could contend with in his current